Moderated Sonnet

I think I’m going to troll the Queen today She’s social media savvy just like me For far too long I’ve let her have her sway Her coach, her stamp, her coin and all for free. No need to scale the royal palace gates Or sit upon her queen-size cotton sheets I’ll catch her in the way they say she hates Some spit and spiteful slipped between her Tweets. She rules the land, I rule the internet Upon our heads two versions of a crown; Hers bejewelled with empire’s ruby sweat, Mine anonymous. Thumbs. All pointing down. I didn’t use to be this way. I wasn’t vexed. I blame the Daily Mail. I’ll shred them next.